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janicekao · 4 months ago

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No, Fuck You!

Pairing: Richie Jerimovich x Black oc (dark smut) Summary: Based off of season one of the series "The Bear." Carmen Berzatto, a culinary expert has to put his career on hold after his brother Michael's su1c1de being that Michael left the family's restaurant in Carmy's name. The restaurant is busted, in debt, and the staff is hardheaded. Carmy's "cousin" Richie is especially hardheaded. He's 45, doesn't like change in the restaurant, dabbles in illegal side hustles, thinks he's Italian, acts ghetto af, his attitude sucks, he's always cussing, and he is just a lot to deal with it. My addition to the story is an OC young lady who is hired at the restaurant to help with the finances and how badly her And Richie bump heads... until of course, they don't! Warnings: age gap, profanity, vi0lence, smut, fan fiction, public s3x,cr3am pi3, office siren aesthetic, submissive male, toxic, bwwm, fanfic, the bear, quickie, etc. 4038 words I also recommend viewing the story in Wattpad where I was able to use 20 photos in the story instead of tumblr's 10. Wattpad link:

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It's a chilly winter morning in Chicago, and instead of sleeping in snuggly in his warm bed, Richie Jerimovich pulls into his job smoking an early morning ciggie with his suspended license in the pocket of his jeans.

Having trouble sleeping at night pure usual, Richie decides to pop into his job at a restaurant called The Beef two hours early before opening... Before there is even daylight. Although he yawns, he'd rather work instead of staring up at his bedroom ceiling thinking about how his wife is divorcing him, his daughter is growing up without her dad, and how he hardly has enough money to make his own rent next week... Richie enters through the back door of the restaurant and takes off his favorite leather jacket as he places it in his locker.

He grabs his uniform, a white apron and his favorite Tshirt with "The Beef" plastered across the right corner of the fabric.

Staring into the tiny and incredibly dirty locker sized mirror, he takes his gold chain from the inside of his shirt and dangles it on the outside of it. He smooths down his uncombed hair and prickly beard as he begins to chuckle cockily at his reflection. "You suave motherfucker you."

As Richie closes the door of his locker, he nearly jumps out of his skin... Spooked suddenly by the new girl who quietly stands behind his locker.

"Fucking hell!" He complains. "Lexie? Do I need to put a fucking bell on you or something? Don't ever sneak up on me! Make yourself known when you walk into a building!"

"Or what?" She instigates. "You'll pop me with that stupid fucking gun you lug around the restaurant with?"

"Yeah, maybe!" He scoffs. "Maybe I fucking will! And before you start, don't give me shit about the fact that I carry heat on me! If you were smart, you'd care a little pussy-pink magnum in your purse... walking around Chicago like you're untouchable, are you fucking insane?"

Lexie rolls her eyes.

"All I'm saying is make yourself known when you walk in here." He continues. "You got me?"

Lexie widens her stance as if Richie who is nearly a foot taller than her couldn't bench press her weight if he felt like it. "No, fuck you! You are the one who should make yourself known... I've been here long before you have."

He becomes even more short-tempered... "Sweetie, I've been here before you were even born!"

"I am speaking of this morning!" Lexie continues. "I thought you were some hobo breaking in through the back... But, it seems that I wasn't too far off."

"Fuck you. Why are you even here?" Richie wouldn't be Richie without furthering an argument. "You can't count the receipts up during your shift?! O-Or complete the payroll from your own fucking house!?"

Lexie's fists tighten. "If it were up to me, your greasy ass wouldn't even be on the payroll."

Richie chuckles... a laugh that fills Lexie with rage. "Well good thing it isn't up to you!"

"Now sign my check and hand it here." He grabs at her arm full of paperwork.

"Not until Friday!" Gritting her teeth, Lexie snatches away with all of her might. "If you're so broke, try being more charming to the customers and maybe you could take home some nice tips at night!"

She continues. "—BUT! Welcoming a customer inside by calling him 'the man with the golden dick' will get you nothing! I mean, seriously Richie?!

Richie had no idea Lexie pays so much attention to how he speaks to his regulars everyday... He feels that the people of Chicago love his charm and personality... Hell!— Arrogantly, he even believes that they come to The Beef just to see him!

Richie becomes offended. "Okay, first off— fuck you, and secondly— that's the best compliment a man could ever get!"

Lexie rolls her eyes once more before she turns to leave him.

—But, Richie just doesn't know how to quit. "Listen princess you're not here to teach us etiquette okay!? I seriously don't get why they hired you, Carmy's sister Sugar does all the paperwork here anyways!"

Lexie turns around, coming back to the argument as she reddens and continues to shout. "Because Sugar has a full time job and a husband, Richie! She can't spend all her time in this dump going through paperwork full of dust mites!"

"Fine, then why are you here at 4am?" Richie folds his arms, leaning against the lockers to stop Lexie from walking away. "I can't believe they gave you a fucking key."

"The feeling's mutual." Lexie nudges his forehead with her fingertips. "Giving you a key is as responsible as handing it to a bum on the metro. Now get out of my way!"

"You don't need to get nasty young lady." Richie's jaw clenches. He becomes terribly annoyed that the new girl can actually keep up with his banter— and the fact that she might just be better at it. "Take it back."

Lexie grins sarcastically. "Fuck you."

He flips her off. Using his fingertips under his chin, his favorite gesture when he's already said 'fuck you' enough.

She rolls her eyes. "As if I don't see you do that a thousand times a day. Grow up Richie! You're such a fucking child."

Wanting to leave the locker room, Lexie can't help but become curious as well.

"My turn." She insists, placing her items in an opened locker. "Now, why are you here?"

...

Richie gulps... He rather not talk about the stress of his life with a girl he swears is the worst investment the restaurant has ever made...

He came to work to clear his head, not to express to some chick that he feels like a forty-five year old deadbeat with no purpose in life.

"I dunno— checking... supplies and shit." He lies.

"No..." Lexie doesn't buy it. "I am here checking supplies for a list of our expenses and doing some budgeting—"

"BUDGETING!?" Richie explodes on his last straw. "Okay fuck this, you twenty-something-year olds have already changed the budget ten times!!! How much more money do we need to save!? The restaurant has already cut out so many classic dishes from the menu and now you're gonna cut back more!?"

"Yes! And if you're so concerned about how much money we bring in, try selling more sandwiches instead of eating them all fucking day!" Lexie blinks her long lashes sarcastically, making Richie fume even more and lose all of his patience.

"Damn it! I've had it with you!" Standing over Lexie, Richie begins to threaten her with a strong finger point into her face. "I have tried to be a gentleman, but you've taken me up to here!" He hovers his hand high above his head, expressing that her attitude has got him through the fucking roof.

"First of all..." Richie continues as he immaturely picks at her looks. "—You look fucking ridiculous! Coming into The Beef looking like a fucking principal in a tight fucking pencil skirt! Put on a Tshirt, and get elbow deep in some fucking grease! That's what we need! Not some Mary Poppins-fucking-secretary!"

"It's called business casual." She chuckles. "And as if we need some forty-five year old washup who leaves cigarettes everywhere, and smokes a pack a day!"

"You can't cook, you can't clean, and money comes up short every time you work the registers!"

"Fuck you, liar!" Becoming so unbelievably heated, strained veins of tension stands out of his neck each time he shouts. "I'd never mooch from this place! This place is my home, my family!"

"No?" She tilts her head in curiosity. "Well, what about you selling coke out of the back alley too! What would you call that!?"

"LABOR AND INVESTMENT." He shouts. "I'm making ends meet for this shit-hole because someone has to do it when the money gets fucking low! Tell me sweetheart, how the fuck do you think this place survived during Covid??? ME!"

...

Richie begins to insult her under his breath. "Maybe if your brains were half as big as your fat ass you'd understand better."

"EXCUSE ME!?" Lexie loses her calm.

For a moment there, she was able to keep up with Richie's attitude in a professional manner... However now, her fist down his throat would look pretty good to her.

Richie doesn't repeat himself...

"No! Fucking go ahead!" Lexie argues and begins to push against him, antagonizing a coming fight and nudging him for more. "You want to talk shit, then let's talk shit!"

"What are you doing? Now you wanna fucking fight me tough guy?" Richie rolls his eyes. "Listen, you're pressing your tits on me, you need to back off before we have a problem"

"YOU ARE THE FUCKING PROBLEM!!" Lexie lets out her true feelings of hatred towards him. "Do you know how smoothly this restaurant could run without you constantly aggravating someone!? You stress Carmy out every fucking day! I don't understand why he doesn't just fucking fire you already!"

She continues. "Name one day Richie, ONE DAY that you haven't aggravated someone over their limits with your constant bullshit?"

He scoffs. "It's because you fucking Chicago-gentrifying-fucking-millennials are pussies!!! No backbone!! Upset over everything. You, Carmy, and Sydney!"

"For someone who isn't good at shit, you sure are good at pissing people off!" Lexie continues to bark. "For Christ sake! Sydney stabbed you the other day in your ass for being such a prick!"

Embarrassed with his known behavior, Richie refuses to meet Lexie in her dagger like dark brown eyes.

"Syd said it was an accident..."His voice becomes meek like a baby.

"I wouldn't blame her if it wasn't!" Lexie shouts.

So used to being the one who annoys everyone else, Richie gets a taste of his own medicine as he continues to be annoyed by Lexie's presence. "Why the fuck were you even hired Lexie!? To keep up with the books and money because you're in Chicago's fucking community college taking up a finance class?"

He laughs. "We don't need you here! You're probably just fucking Carmy, aren't you!?"

...

The insult goes too far... Lexie winds her hand back and slaps Richie clean across the face.

His cheek heats red, yet he was raised to never lay a finger back on a woman. "Fine." He gulps. "I probably deserved that."

Her large brown eyes eat away at his heart as Richie notices the comment humiliated her into making tears form and glass over at the surface of her eyes.

"God damn right you deserved it." Lexie holds back her tears and ill intentions to cause Richie serious bodily harm.

Little does she know, in Richie's own sick and twisted way, he only brought it up because he's curious if she's already been snatched up by some other guy on the staff. Because if he had the chance, maybe he'd even be interested in her himself...

But he's sure no uppity bitch like Lexie would even look in his direction.

"This is what I mean." She scoffs. "You're disrespectful, and you're a piece of shit who just causes arguments."

Richie rolls his eyes. "And I always finish them too! So what the fuck do you want to do about it?"

...

The wrong thing to say to a woman who is suddenly about to lose herself. Lexie instantly shoves him against the locker... causing the metal material to ring and bang out loudly.

He gulps, fearing that the young cutie has been pushed far past her limits and that he's about to get his ass kicked.

"Okay, that was all you that time. I didn't say shit to you to deserve that!" Richie argues, attempting to strike fear in her heart. "But you listen... If you put your fucking hands on me again, I swear to god—"

"That you'll do what?!" Lexie entices.

Although comically smaller than the large man, she yanks him down to the wooden locker bench before them. "Sit down!"

He surrenders with his hands held high. "Okay baby chill, you're losing your shit right now, you need to take a chill—"

She grips his face as she stands over him. "DO YOU EVER JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!?"

A question that Richie knows not to answer...

Lexie finds herself staring at the pink puckered lips within her grasp and her thoughts become insane.

A glimmer in both of their eyes immediately changes the tension in the room into something far more worth the adrenaline.

Lexie slips out of the panties beneath her short pencil skirt...

"What— what are you doing?" Richie mumbles as his middle-aged heart beats harder than it ever has.

"Occupying your mouth to keep it from running so fucking much." Her panties slip down off of her heels and into Richie's lap as she tugs a brutal grip onto his short strands of hair... With her grip, Lexie forces Richie's head back and his mouth open as she places her cunt across his tongue.

Shocked and confused, Richie puts in work anyway. His tongue glides through her folds that surprisingly have slicked during their entire morning spent arguing and he begins to devour her pussy... A cunt so fresh, fat, warm, and half of his age.

The baritoned groans of his voice heat her core like nothing she has ever felt before. Lexie instantly grabs hold onto Richie's shoulders before her weakening knees begin to fail her.

Her eyebrows furrow as she begins to sweetly complain. "Oh fuck Richie..."

Glad to see that Richie's mouth has a better use than just arguing, Lexies squeals lightly as her eyes roll backwards in pleasure. She continues to fuck his face and be teased sweetly by his prominent nose, prickly unshaven face, and wildly fat tongue.

Richie becomes painfully aroused within his jeans. He moans into her cunt as his strong fingers grip at her waist tightly, bringing her closer across his face so his tongue can explore the depths of her flesh even further.

Blessed, yet confused, he begins to pause during his every word from suckling and gently kissing on her tasty mound. "What—the fuck—" He continues. "Are we—doing?"

Lexie squeezes her eyes tightly shut, almost orgasming each time she notices his sky-blue eyes staring up at her.

She bites her lip. "Just don't stop."

Richie hums through her pussy. "Mmm, Okay baby, I won't not til you tell me too."

Hands beginning to reach up her hips to cup at her waist, Lexie's mouth hangs open ajar... infatuated with how his strong fingers nearly double over the tiny measurements of her waist. Richie's grip on her is so powerful, forcing her not to run from his probing tongue and the lewd suckling and squelching that sound sloppily between her thighs.

Her legs begin to shake... Richie feasts on her as if his job depends on it.

She drags her full bottom lip between her teeth, begging for mercy as her core tightens with butterflies. "Mmmm'oh my god!" She whines.

Looking towards the dusty clock in the kitchen that hasn't been cleaned in years, Lexie realizes how close it is to the beginning of everyone's shift... morning prep.

Although time is almost out, she refuses to finish without having Richie put in more work and hammer her with cock.

"Get up. She demands. "Fuck me."

Lexie watches as Richie stands and tears off his apron to get to his pants.

Inside his trousers, Richie reveals a handsome ten inch cock. Veins protruding and swollen hard as it stands erect towards his belly button, Lexie can't wait to have the peach toned dagger deep into her guts. She begins to grin, glad to have trusted her instincts about skinny, tall men, who aren't worth shit. Although maybe not material for a husband, always trust that they'll have a cock big and gorgeous enough that it makes it worth the price of dealing with the constant bullshit that comes along with it.

Lexie wraps her legs around Richie's waist as he unbuttons her top and kisses at her neck and the fullness of her breasts that bulge from out of the top of her bra.

He lifts her against the lockers with clear impatience as he reaches beneath her to direct his cockhead into her flesh.

She coos sweetly. The tip of his erection, bulbous and hot as it lubes itself through the lips of her cunt, sliding backwards until it meets her tight, however inviting opening. She hisses as Richie slowly bucks forward, sheathing himself into her body.

"Jesus, Lexie."He groans out. His member being choked perfectly by her tight pussy.

Richie's many inches continue to dig forward until his hips are flushed against hers. She winces in pain as she tucks her forehead into the crook of his neck.

Richie softly hushes her stress, kissing sweetly at the parts available on her pretty little face. "Just hold onto my neck, okay?"

Lexie agrees through a quickened nod. She wraps her arms around his neck, wincing as the strokes begin.

Richie pulls out half way and slowly returns back fully into her core for his first impale. The two synchronize in a lewd and guilty first moan.

Richie picks up his speed, hips beginning to snap against her spread opened thighs as her pussy sops sticky and wet for him.

Lexie weeps soft tears as she gets railed by someone that she loathes with her entire being.

As her breasts bounce and spill from out of her dress shirt, hair tangling from what was a perfect blowout this morning, she soon realizes that nothing could be more delicious than early morning hate sex.

Richie watches beneath them at how well the little minx can take his cock, her sweet begging and the banging of the old lockers up against them encouraging him to go stronger and make her take his cream.

He stares at her lips, trying his best not to kiss them being that he still is so confused on where they stand... not even fifteen minutes ago, he was a second away from getting his ass kicked by her, and now suddenly... he finds himself balls deep between her legs.

He gulps. "Tell me what you want."

"For you to shut the fuck up." Panting for air, Lexie's brain becomes mush and only wanting to think about their sex.

He chuckles softly, complimenting her under his breath. "You're so fucking beautiful..."

"Yes mama, I'll shut the fuck up." He obeys. "Now what else do you want?"

"Drill me." Her eyes become low and sinister like a siren, full of sinful desire and without any shame. "Fuck me harder."

He nods. "Whatever you want."

Lexie clenches tightly around his shaft as Richie suddenly picks up a dangerous speed, spasming and slapping into her cunt as if she needed to be disciplined.

Now fucked out of her heels, her toes curl within her stockings. She begins to push on his slim and toned stomach for space between them.

—but Richie won't allow it. "Move your fucking hands." He shoves them away.

Her cunt pulses around him. Brain circuit-shorting as she gets embarrassingly used like a cock sleeve by one of the most unrespectable men of this job.

Yet, she wouldn't have it any other way.

Her whimpers become strangled, lips wet with drool.

"Look at you." Richie teases as the corners of his mouth begin to quirk. "Talk so much shit all morning long, but get real quiet with a cock in you."

"Mmm." He continues, skin hot and flushed as he tries to talk himself away from cumming. "You like this shit baby?"

A sudden slow pace blows Lexie's mind as Richie's lower abdomen knocks into her sensitive pearl. The feeling sends her to the moon.

Her nails dig into Richie's forearms as her walls contract around him, pulling his cock deeper inside awaiting to drain him of all his cum.

Richie's jaw goes slack, hips locking in place as he lunges further into Lexie's pussy until their bodies are flushed together.

A choked groan exits the depths of his throat. "Oh my fucking—"

Lexie covers Richie'a mouth as she hears keys and morning conversation outside of the restaurant near the front entrance.

Richie's cock twitches as it sputters out with hot cum. Filling Lexie's cunt with his spend until it begins to web around him.

His pleads and moans are terribly loud as she uses a second hand over the first to silence him.

Lexie's eyes roll backwards as she bites her lip, enjoying the thrill of being stuffed with cum as he throbs and becomes limp inside of her.

"Richie..." she gulps, whispering tiredly. "You'll have to keep quiet."

...

Eyebrows furrowed as he becomes hooked on the sound of her soft and tired after-sex voice, he'll do whatever she asks him to.

He nods, obeying as a good boy does however nearly biting his tongue off to silence himself as she takes her hands away. "Fucking hell Lexie... Goddamn baby."

He finally calms from his explosive climax, helping Lexie to her feet as they quickly begin to redress.

Stunned, Richie can't help but to watch her (mostly in love) as she places the heels back onto her feet to continue about her day.

Still alone near the lockers, they hurry to prep themselves before the crew comes inside in a few seconds.

"Jesus!" Richie laughs in excitement. "That was the best fuck I've had in—in, well fuck! In my whole fucking life."

Lexie rolls her eyes as he becomes giddy like a schoolboy.

With romance on his mind, Richie nearly begins to plan a day for her to meet his mother, hell— a day for them to marry! "Listen, babygirl, there's this incredible Italian spot on West Avenue, let me take you out—"

"Richie, please. Just shut up." Lexie ignores him as she quickly rebuttons her top and grabs her belongings from the locker.

...

He frowns, suddenly becoming furious.

"Alright wait a minute!" Richie refuses. "I just gave you a raw fuck in the back of the locker room and now I'm getting the cold shoulder? Are you my girl or what?"

Lexie scoffs.

"Fucking old guys..."She sighs in a quiet whisper, speaking mostly to herself. "Give em pussy once and they get all clingy."

Their arguing comes back at full speed. "It's not old guys you little fucking slut! It's called class, and respect! I wanted to take you out. Lexie, what the fuck do you even want with me?"

"Exactly what we had." She shrugs.

"What?" He lashes back. "I piss you off and then you go all horny she-devil on me and fuck my brains out?"

Lexie freezes in thought. "...yes"

Richie can't believe what he's hearing.

He scoffs, beginning to laugh in disbelief. "You're bugging. You're fucking insane, you know that?"

Lexie sighs as she continues to hurry from what they just committed. "I like things to be simple, okay? Did you enjoy it or not?"

Richie rolls his eyes. Pissed as if he's been used like a two cent whore. "Of course I did, fuck you Lexie.Don't ask me no stupid shit like that, you know I did."

Out of breath as the door chimes begin to ring up front, Lexie smiles softly. "Good! So you just be Richie, I'll be Lexie, and maybe we'll do it again sometime."

"Understand?" She questions, setting boundaries with Richie who is clearly a romantic.

...

He pauses.

Lexie sighs. "Do I need to ask again?"

"No." He pouts, spoiled from a taste of good pussy.

"Good." Lexie nods and grins tightly as if they just shook hands over a business deal before she begins to walk away.

"Hey." Richie grabs her. "Wait. —Kiss me."

"I'm not going to kiss you." Lexie tugs at his grasp, yet she isn't able to get out of it.

He bears over her... forcing her eyes upon him as he demands for what he wants. "Damn it Lexie, I'm not asking. Kiss me before I start making a fucking scene in here."

...

Lexie rolls her eyes, knowing that denying him of this isn't worth outing what they've done together.

"Fine." She gives in.

Placing his hands at her waist, Richie pulls her against him. His right hand reaches towards her face where he watches her closely... sweetly brushing her baby hairs out of his view. The hand softly cups the side of her face... wide enough to caress her jaw and neck as he forces her unto her toes to meet his lips.

Their lips finally meet... And the kiss is unbelievably tender... Quickly expanding into something more as their mouths open and tongues tangle.

Richie presses her tighter towards him, hand now trailing from her waist to a smack and grip onto her ass. The other hand leaves her cheek to his digits pulling tightly at her long black tresses.

Their eyes continue to stay closed as their moans heat each other's mouths. Tongue fucking each other with more heat than their actual sex...

Lexie finds herself breath taken and begging for more as Richie pulls away with an intoxicating sexy bite and pull to her bottom lip.

Her eyes soon flutter open.. She gulps, unsure to why it was the most romantic kiss that she has ever had.

Richie grins as he notices the stunning blush that begins to heat her face.

"Now..." Richie bites his lip as he continues to stare at her beauty, smoothing her hair and tucking it behind her ears. "Now you can go."

Unsure of the butterflies in her stomach, she stares into Richie's eyes and slowly nods.

Slightly mad at herself for feeling a growing crush, she can't believe that it is what she's thinking it is... Hell!— She'd even have to beat her own ass if she were to begin falling for Richie Jerimovich...

"I-I have to go now." Lexie gulps.

"Mhm." He nods. "Have an excellent day, sweetie."

She stumbles lightly over her feet, still high off of Richie's kiss and he quietly begins to chuckle.

He's got her right where he wants her. Although Lexie claims to not want anything serious, he's determined to convince her otherwise.

The crew finally begins to pour inside and Richie wishes everyone a good morning.

He loves his job... He loves his family here.

A team of hard working Chicago locals, just trying to make it through day by day. Real people working real jobs.

The Beef is Richie's home. And if things go right... One day, Lexie could be that too.

As Carmy readies himself for the day and prepares himself to run a business he never expected to own... He shouts, wanting a minute alone with his cousin Richie as they dap each other up while they greet.

"Aye good morning, talk to me for a sec Cousin..." Carmy begins. "Listen Richie, when you and Michael began hiring for the restaurant, you hired people who quickly became like family. You have a knack for this Richie, and I trust your judgement."

Carmy continues. "I wanted to ask you, what do you think about this new girl on the books? Yeah, she's saved us a lot of money and things are running smooth as shit... but is she one of us? Can she keep up with the crew?"

Richie shrugs.

Reaching into the pockets of his jeans, his fingers rustle the lace fabric of Lexie's thong that he kept as a souvenir from their early morning quickie before the break of dawn.

The thought of their morning together alone suddenly makes Richie's heart flutter and eats wildly at his soul...

"Yeah." He gulps. "She's a fucking bitch... but yeah, she's one of us. She's part of the family."

"So fuck it... she stays?" Carmy asks.

Richie chuckles. "Yeah.. if we're lucky."

A delivery man pops inside the restaurant as they continue to chat and Carmy signs a form on the man's clipboard before the man leaves again.

"What was that for?" Richie yawns. "Ordered more napkin supply or some shit."

"Nope! All good on supplies." Carmy pats Richie on the back. "Just signing the invoice on the security cameras we had installed last week."

...

A chill suddenly falls down Richie's spine.

He looks up at the ceiling, noticing the new cameras installed in every corner of the restaurant. The entrance, the counter, the kitchen, and the fucking locker room.

Richie freezes in absolute horror. "Oh fuck."

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yelenasdiary · 1 year ago

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Welcome to my October Special! Below you will find fics for Kinktober, Flufftober & Darktober!

Fics will be posted on Monday, Wednesday & Fridays at 5pm AEDT. Starting on October 2nd! There is no set order for what will be posted, gotta keep the surprises coming haha! Anyways, I had so much fun writing these and I hope you all enjoy them!

If your request wasn't written, I do apologise. I only had room for 13 fics x

Friendly reminder, this blog is 18+ ONLY! Men & Minors DNI!

Happy Spooky season everybody!!

Kinktober Fics -

>Dirty Games - Russian Professor! Yelena Belova x College Student! Reader ~Strap on Use, Daddy Kink, Public Sex, Expeditionist Kink, Exhibitionism Kink, Legal Age Gap, Abuse of Power, Degradation Kink.

>Everything Is Perfect My Love - Cult Leader! Agatha Harkness x Innocent! Reader ~Loss of Virginity, Legal Age Gap, Oral, Magic Strap, Manipulation, Indoctrination, Forced Marriage, Breeding, Mommy Kink, Use of Magic, Mentions of Murder, Mentions of Depression.

>Sips of Red Wine - Wanda Maximoff x GN! Reader ~Nipple Play, Tiny hint of Lactation Kink, Light Language.

>Be A Good Toy - Drug Lord! Yelena Belova x Fem! Reader ~Yelena has a Penis, Somnophilia, Daddy Kink, Unprotected Sex, Fingering (R Receiving), Orgasm Control.

>Hold My Drink - Natasha Romanoff x GN! Reader ~Reader has a Penis, Masturbation, Oral (Reader Receiving), Unprotected Sex, Mommy Kink

>Such a Good Girl - Kate Bishop x Fem! Reader ~Fingering, Oral, Daddy Kink, Hickies, Aftercare

Flufftober Fics -

>But I Didn't Win? - Kate Bishop x Fem! Reader ~No Warnings, pure fluff!

>Oh, How The Tables Have Turned - Natasha Romanoff x Reader ~No Warnings

>Pecan Pie - WandaNat x Avenger! GN! Reader ~No Warnings

>New Memories - Older Siblings Nat & Yelena x Younger Sibling! Reader ~Mentions of Red Room, subjugation, drinking

>Trick or Treat - Kate Bishop x GN! Reader ~No Warnings

>Feels Like Home - Scarlett Johansson x GN! Reader ~No Warnings

Darktober Fics -

>When The Time Comes - Military! Yelena Belova x Fem! Nurse! Reader ~Mentions of War, Kidnapping, Details of Torture, PTSD, Depression, Details of Murder, Gore, Mentions of Blood, Scaring, Medical Talk.

Spooky Ghosts -

For a little bit of an extra treat, I'll be posting some of the little ghosties I've drawn recently! All of these are also available on my RedBubble store as stickers, magnets and phone cases if you're interested x

>Wanda Maxiboo aka The Spooky Witch

>Natashaboo Romanoff

>Agatha Spookness

>Yelena Boolova

>Kate Booshop with Lucky

>Yelena Boolova with Hot Sauce

>Kate Booshop

>Kate Booshop with Pizza Box

#fanfiction #yelena belova #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #Agatha harkness #kinktober #marvel #Kate bishop #wandanat #scarlett johansson

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mulders-too-large-shirt · 7 months ago

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s1 episode 24 thoughts

aka SEASON FINALE! wow, one full season with these nerds... time flies <3

this episode was super fast-paced and full of twists and turns, straight from the beginning. we open on a very jerky chase scene that was hard to watch and which set the mood as a guy was shot and then jumps into some water and no one can find him

!! the title sequence changed !! it said "trust no one" rather than "the truth is out there"!! surely this means something, but what? i'm spooked!

mulder is sleeping on his couch again. can we please start a fund to get his ass a mattress. it's getting serious.

looks like he fell asleep working on a case when a phone call from deep throat wakes him up, telling him to change the channel where he sees the news of the opening car chase and records it on his VCR (how vintage!)

he shows the footage to scully who is basically like why do we trust this deep throat fellow- a valid question, as mulder trusts almost everybody like a little baby duckling- but scully referring to him as "deep throat" means they've discussed the subject before, which is interesting

we then visit a scientist who is working on monkeys. scully, for some reason, wants to say hello to the monkeys- perhaps we can chalk this up to her innate goodness

the scientist is like "leave those monkeys alone" and she says "i'm sorry, i thought they were friendly" scully, you should know that monkeys are NEVER friendly! they tried to bite her but thank god they missed because these are, after all, no ordinary monkeys, but Alien Monkeys

after the monkey business scully is pissed because they have no leads and she says we need to wrap this up! we've learned nothing! ohh i wrote this next part down word for word because it gagged me:

mulder is so trusting of deep throat and scully says he's stringing mulder along for some unknown purpose...

to which he says: "you think he does it because he gets off on it?"

and scully replies "no, i think he does it because YOU do"

oh i gasped and yelled at my screen! she got him! valid question though, why is this guy leaving them little clues beyond his earlier in the season confession of alien murder guilt? it IS suspicious.

mulder and deep throat confront each other and play more sick and twisted mind games which is fine; deep throat insinuates that mulder doesn't care as much as he used to which is rude but it spurs him on his quest for answers

next the monkey scientist kicks the bucket which obviously means his monkey science was deeply important

the guy who was doing the running during the car chase confessed to being underwater for 3 days after he was shot which obviously has implications but we aren't given a whole lot of time to explore them

back at the monkey lab, now a crime scene, mulder hands scully a flask of mysterious liquid and says "what do you think this is". she says "i don't know" then runs on a quest to go find out because he asks her to. god, dana scully has really had to endure SO much with this man, and now a mystery liquid from the monkey lab? again i ask where her compensation is

mulder breaks into the dead scientist's house, which revealed another basic and universal truth akin to gravity: if no one lets mulder in a house, he Will find a way to break in. he cozies up to the dead guy's desk and starts flipping through his stuff, and the runaway underwater alien guy calls and he picks up the phone like this is a typical day for him. alien guy is emitting some sort of gas that hurts everyone which is unfortunate.

scully fell asleep on the couch of the microbiology department which was soooo <3 but then the lab scientist comes in with the plot twist...

monkey liquid reveal: it has some sort of secret bacteria... with a new base pair! which means it HAS to be some sort of extraterrestrial life!

mulder tracks down a storage unit that is filled with bodies in tanks, and he looks like a kid in a demented candy store while some crazy orchestral stuff goes on in the background. then he is chased by some people but leaps over a fence with astonishing agility.

scully realizes that the monkey liquid is actually Very Important and they meet up to explore the tanks and she says she's sorry for doubting him. "i should know by now to trust your instincts" she says, to which he replies "why, nobody else does" and they both smile and it is not emotional at all, shut up!

"you know, i've always held science as sacred. i've always put my trust in the accepted facts. and what i saw last night... for the first time in my life, i don't know what to believe" <- banger scully line

(i don't believe that this is the first time she's questioned it, though. she's been on edge the whole time, this is just the most she has been. she was thrown off by the psychic who quoted her dad, and by the alien bites in the very first episode. regardless, character development!)

((also, love that she talks about holding science as sacred while wearing a cross necklace in every scene. she's got that "raised catholic" aura about her))

gasp! just as i knew it would be, the room of tanks is now entirely empty, all cleared out except for... deep throat? he reveals that this is the place where the first alien-human hybrids were developed out of terminally ill patients, who got better, but developed superhuman strength and the ability to breathe underwater. a valid tradeoff, in many ways, and exactly what has happened to our friend who was shot and hid underwater and now gives off noxious gas. so now they have to find him before the Others do.

mulder runs back to the dead guy's house, which he seems far too comfortable entering, and finds the alien hybrid man. alien man tries to choke him out, but mulder still says "i'll protect you"

(man, i love that line. we Will be psychoanalyzing that at a later date)

but alien man is shot by an intruder, and his noxious gasses burn mulder while he's tied up. poor scully has been blowing up his cellphone, to which he mumbles "i'm a popular guy"

(always with the damn one liners while he's beaten within an inch of his life; you are popular to one individual, mister mulder, but granted she's a very special one)

deep throat says scully can get into a high containment facility and trade the alien tissue for mulder which okay. sure. why not? she guesses the mystery password and gets into the building and. well. this was my reaction:

"she's opening a mystery container and i lowkey expect a frozen head but NO IT'S AN ALIEN THINGY AUGHHHH IT'S LIKE A BABY"

gross!

only 6 minutes left in the episode at this point and i was stressed! scully's got a box full of alien, is meeting deep throat on a bridge, and refuses to hand the alien box over because. again. who tf is this guy? he gets all mad and says that she NEEDS to hand the box over because these guys that they're dealing with took some of the alien tissue and injected it in children.

and this maybe was supposed to get her to hurry up but she was just like. nah why the hell would we give them the alien back? so we can get more alien children?

to save mulder, of course! because they are the only two who can shine light on what is really going on!

(don't talk to her in such a condescending manner, deep throat, i will bite you. she has perfectly valid reservations about handing ur mysterious ass a box full of alien. but she finally does)

and then as he hands the box over to the mystery people HE IS IMMEDIATELY SHOT! i gasped so hard here i actually hurt my mouth which is still recovering from surgery and so all of us had a bad time around this point. they do toss mulder from the back of a car, though, and deep throat's dying words are to "trust no one"

(so is it really mulder that we have back? if we can trust no one, does that mean someone has hacked into mulder? and scully doesn't know that? that's what i'm guessing here. sort of a winter soldier-ish situation)

13 days later, mulder calls scully in the middle of the night and says the fbi is shutting down the x files and they're being reassigned, but he won't give up, he can't give up. he says someone named "skinner" made this decision. i am unfamiliar with this individual but have a feeling we will become acquainted.

the season ends with the alien being placed in a mysterious room. to this i wrote the following:

"alien baby in formaldehyde in an archive i would kill to get my hands on it let me see it let me see it let me see it NOW"

(i bet they also have JFK's brain in that archive!)

so what a whirlwind of an episode! we certainly can't trust anyone moving forward, but does that apply to the trust between mulder and scully themselves? what will they do now that the x files have been shut down? somehow i have a feeling they will come back, a sort of hunch to do with the 10 more seasons of this show.

will they meet up for coffee during their new assignments? who is skinner? so much awaits us on the other side of this season, but i still need to process all i've seen so far!

#very rapid fire episode #i tried my best to write down my reactions to all of the things but they were going so fast i got bogged down a bit at certain points #regardless. scully do NOT pet the monkeys. mulder stop breaking into people's houses.#how they have managed to live so long is a bigger mystery than aliens or ghosts #anyway! i will update my thoughts later on the whole of s1 #maybe a lore reveal compilation and then a fave moments compilation or some mix of it #i'm not really in any sort of rush <3 #juni's x files liveblog #1x24 #the x files #txf

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paladin-of-nerd-fandom65 · 1 year ago

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Pretty good answers, happy new year! 🥳 here’s the first questions of 2024! :D

1: since Jake & mar’i are descendants of a feline race, would it make sense to have a fear of dogs or at least the bigger ones?

2: what does the duo do on New Year’s Eve?

3: does the duo do anything special on New Year’s Day or is that day treated like any other day?

4: what’s one secret does the duo have, besides the obvious stuff like secret identities? Like Chris saw Kon scratching his butt and sniffing it & Kon tells Chris don’t tell the others for example.

5: what’s their sense of humor like? Besides the silver age puns they like to do?

6: here’s season 3 of Superman & Lois rewrite: after the battle with Zod, mysterious purple kryptonite came into the world from the phantom zone; which gave regular people powers, Bruno mainhuim, the crime boss of metropolis, mange to grab a hold of it & turn it into a drug (which is X-kryptnite, in the series) & sold it like how normal drugs are sold. A group of bullies at Jons & Chris’s school mange to get some (because of plot lol) & either bully Chris & Jon at school or become a group of small super villains that robs bank & pick on anybody weaker than them. Of course Superman, Nightwing, & superboy stop them, with Chris & Jon doing bullying tatics as a sort of karma & irony like wedgies & diping their heads in puddles of water. The season ends with Bruno being stop and put in jail & all the purple kryptnite being destroyed or lock in the fortress.

And now, about four days after the first day lol, here’s the first answers of 2024 @pin-crusher2000 ;-)

1) While it’s a common thought among many who take note of that genetic lineage, since Jake has Haley aka Bitewing as his canine companion and gets along well enough with both Krypto and Ranger whenever The Kents bring them up, it’s more dependent on how used to the dogs in question Mar’i and Jake are. Basically, like with real cats and dogs living together, it depends on how long they know each other and how used to each other’s company they are.

2) It’s a massive gathering at Titans Tower where both Graysons and Kents visit, along with all the other Titans International, the Batfamily, even some Justice Leaguers and JSA members. The Duo usually stick next to their fellow StarKnights, hanging out in Dick’s own room and talking about their plans for the year ahead of them. Once it comes time for the Big Countdown, every single person there is gathered at the Ops Room to watch. Once Midnight hits, Chris and Jake take the karaoke set and do an impromptu show of their favorite songs for the crowds. The Duo themselves stay up at least until around 2 am since the day after was still in Winter Break for them

3) As for the following New Year’s Day, I can see the Duo take it relatively slow. First after helping with clean up efforts from last night, they’d be at the Grayson apartment, in Jake’s room making a small New Year live stream and play through of some old games, mainly the Pipeworks Godzilla Trilogy (Destroy All Monsters Melee, Save the Earth and Unleashed). They would of course invite Meredith and Thara for the chat. Finally for the night, they’d go on a quick patrol across Bludhaven, taking down any smaller crime activity and pulling over drunk drivers before wrapping it all up and getting rest for tomorrow.

4) I say Chris once confessed to Jake of one time he let a little piglet from the barnyard into his room after it got spooked by a passing thunderstorm despite usually animals not being allowed in besides the dogs. Clark was the only one who found out about it and allowed Chris to keep that pig with him for the night, later making small renovations to the barn so the sounds of thunder would be muffled and not scare animals like said piglet as much anymore.

On a more funny note, Jake in turn tells his best friend one time attempts watching R Rated horror flick on Halloween at Midnight. Like so R Rated and horrifying, even grown adults were reported to faint when it first came out in theaters. Needless to say, Jake shutting down the tv and making a run for his bed all happens within less then five minutes. Just how for once Dick wasn’t able to deduce who put that movie in the dvd player that night is nothing short of astonishing as far as Jake’s concerned.

5) Besides from the intentional puns in the battlefield and the unintentional slapstick they do to themselves, the Duo primarily like the art of riffing and snarking. This especially shows itself when on some nights they hang out, sometimes with some of their friends, they’d watch some old cheesy 1950s-1970s B movies, having a good laugh at the hokey performances, bizarre plots, and just plain bad special effects. It’s a tradition Jake inherited from Dick who would do the same some nights with his own birth father John. For reference of that act, look up Mystery Science Theater 3000 and that’ll clarify things a bit.

6) Ah something simple and yet can involve all three main Supers. Maybe for a subplot that eventually congeals naturally into the main plot has Lois be the first to notice the change in some people on the streets who received their newfound superpowers, putting her journalism skills to use. If anything, elevating her status with in the Daily Planet as a successor to Perry White

I like it A Lot

#chris kent #jake grayson #starburst duo #new year #Meredith Robinson #thara ak var #dick grayson #superman and lois #clark kent #jonathan samuel kent #lois lane

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bella-caecilia · 9 months ago

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Hi! 🧠 for the fanfic ask game <3

Thank you so much for the ask, dear friend! <3

🧠 What’s an idea you have that you can’t quite call a WIP yet?

I think I've mentioned it before but the biggest idea that's always spooking in the back of my head is a Cobert fic spanning the time of Sybil's first London Season in s1 to the moment they realise their miracle pregnancy. I don't get how the DA writers could skip over the entire London Season and not explore Sybil's presentation at least a little bit. And I'm convinced we can use more s1 Cobert content that treats the set-up of their miracle pregnancy. It will be my next multi-chapter fic and I will start working on it when I've wrapped up my unfinished multi-chapter fic aka "Lessons to Learn". I never thought LtL would take me so long but here we are.

Fanfic Ask Game (the movie, the sequel)

#fanfic ask game

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shisui-uchiha-anon · 1 year ago

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𝕆𝕔𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕖!

Day Three -Jester-

"Jester what is a jester? Don't invent random shit Uchiha-dono." one of the peasants shouted pointing a dirty finger at one-eyed Uchiha.

"Be quiet you mongrel do you want to hear the story or not?" Shisui bit back while he and the others were sitting by the campfire. It was that time of the year. Ex criminal ex Akatsuki it was exciting to hear some of his horror stories before the change of the seasons and the appearance of ghosts. Before the ghost festival.

"And so here he was in Europe, my distant cousin, some country called Ireland. There they have some strange samurai they are not like my jailer Toshizo." He motioned at his guard dog. The reason more people feel safe by Shisui is the cursed shackle jutsu on his wrists neck and ankles. The brands stop him from using mind tricks aka Sharingan and stop him from fighting at all. If he however try the marks would burn him, hot like flames, the heat, would set his body ablaze and burn through skin tendon, and bone. All that in order to save innocents from this killing machine.

"They call them knights, they have these long fat, heavy swords that some can barely lift. And guess what their armor looks like. Metal heavy they look like tuna trapped in the fucking cans." He was so engrossed with his story that he even started to curse and Matarera showed him gently. He grins poking her nose.

But villagers were no better "Cut the crap Uchiha-dono what is this Jester creature." And Shisui just pointed at the young man as if saying to his love 'And him you won't kick for cursing? So cruel to me my Matarera'

"Calm down I will tell you. These people have these big stone castles and in each, you have a king that rules his own region. He sits on his ass all day, bored and fat. So Jester must crack jokes dance and make a fool of himself to entertain the king."

Shisui shifted and flames danced only to light the side of the face that was smooth and with healthy eye. "This king was hard to entertain. Every Jester failed and opayed with his life. So my cousin took the job to teach him a lesson. He too naturally failed, but when the king wanted to cut off his head. He moved and got pierced through his chest. Instead of dying he trapped the king and the whole court into genjutsu. Crows came out of his mouth eyes, making a wet crunching disgusting sound. Poling out blood his eyes tongue and brains." He crunched a few dry branches to make people who listen to flinch. "He made such a bloody gruesome scene that no one ever wanted to come any close to that castle king or his people. They spread a sinister story that the king is cursed for killing so many Jesters that a witch cursed him and sent her crows to eat his eyes. So now people there are fearful of crows- crows announce misfortune and predict death."

By the time he finished, no one was left by the fire, for people could swear that they saw Shisui grow wings out of his back. Black wings of a crow.

"Finally alone my love. let me spook you with a few well-placed kisses and pecks" She was lucky black wing loved her more than he loved to kill.

(Story inspired by Akatsuki thread that I have with @kcgarashi)

(as per request tagging the creator of this challenge list @lunyraartistry)

#⪼Verse: Akatsuki #october writing challenge #shisui uchiha #horror #october #day three #writing prompt #gore #blood #akatsuki #shisui imagine #shisui #naruto fic #naruto fanfiction

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623 ~ Part 2

623 East 68th Street: The Most Iconic Address on Television!

623: THE BUILDING

The Mertzes apartment building was completely fictional. Although based on traditional New York brownstones, the address 623 East 68th Street would have been located in the East River!

All the scenes had to be filmed on one of two soundstages in Hollywood, California. The Ricardo apartment took up the bulk of the studio, with a larger space for the Tropicana. Everything else had to be staged within the Tropicana set (far right).

In the long-unaired "I Love Lucy” pilot (1951), the Ricardos don’t live at 623 East 68th Street, but in a seventh floor apartment in the Theatre District. When the writers invented the characters of Fred and Ethel Mertz for the series, Lucy and Ricky’s address was changed. Being a ‘house-bound’ sitcom, location was integral to the show’s success. Location, Location, Location!

623 may be based on the Wilcox Apartments in Jamestown, NY. Lucy and her family moved there after being forced to sell their family home in nearby Celoron.

~ THE STREET ~

The front of the building was seen in five episodes: “Getting Ready” (1954). Is that Central Park in the background?

“Lucy Learns to Drive” (1955) ...

“California Here We Come” (1955) ...

“The Homecoming” (1955) ...

and “The Ricardos Are Interviewed” (1955).

View of East 68th Street in “Lucy and Superman” (1957) from...

~ THE LEDGE ~

Lucy went out on the ledge to spy on Ricky and the Mertzes in “Lucy Cries Wolf” (1954). She ventured out there again in “Lucy and Superman” (1957). In “Wolf” the ledge only extended to the wall, but in “Superman” it extends around the corner and under the vacant apartment window, an architectural anomaly only possibly on television!

~ THE BASEMENT / FURNACE ROOM ~

When “Lucy Writes a Novel” (1954) her shredded roman a clef is set to be burned with the trash.

The basement / furnace room is also the location of “The Freezer” (1952). Trying to hide her newly-bought beef from Ricky, she stashes it in the furnace. When Fred lights gets a chill, it’s a barbecue feast for everyone at 623!

The furnace (aka ‘the snooper’s friend) was used as an intercom in “The Gossip” (1952) and “The Anniversary Present” (1952).

~ THE BACK PORCH / FIRE ESCAPE ~

The back doors / porches of 623 are first seen in “Pioneer Women” (1952). The script called for Ricky to ride the horse through the door of the Ricardos' apartment. But when the horse saw the audience during filming, it got spooked so badly that the scene had to be changed so Ricky could ride the horse to the apartment building's back porch.

Then again in “Never Do Business with Friends” (1953). Such porches were common in California apartment buildings, but less so in New York City.

The Mertz’s back entrance in “The Quiz Show” (1951).

“Too Many Crooks” (1953) gives us a glimpse of the fire escape outside the Ricardo bedroom.

~ THE ROOF ~

“Vacation from Marriage” (1952), Lucy and Ethel get themselves locked on the roof!

“Ricky and Fred are TV Fans” (1952) shows us a slightly different view of the roof during the same season. This will be the last time we see ‘Lucy on the Roof’! Sounds crazy, no?

ETHEL: “Listen, I happen to own this building!” COP: “Yeah, and I’m J. Edgar Hoover.”

~ CLOSET SPACE ~

A major selling point for any apartment is closet space! In “I Love Lucy”, however, closets weren’t just for coats. In “The Kleptomaniac” (1952), Lucy and Ethel store treasures for their club tag sale in the Ricardo closet.

In “Sentimental Anniversary” (1954), Lucy and Ricky’s plan for a romantic anniversary dinner at home is interupted by the Mertzes - so they hide in the closet.

The Ricardo apartment has his 'n’ her closets on both sides of the bed. In “The Fur Coat” (1951), Lucy keeps her iconic polka dot dress in hers.

In “Drafted” (1951), Lucy and Ethel invite folks to the boy’s going away party, while at the same time, Ricky and Fred invite folks to celebrate Lucy and Ethel’s blessed event. The hall closet gets crowded when they both stow arriving guests in there!

In “The New Neighbors” (1952), Lucy hides out in the O’Brien’s closet - disguising herself as an armchair!

When “The Ricardos Change Apartments” (1953), Lucy stores all Little Ricky’s things in the closet to prove to Ricky they need more space.

When the Ricardos return from Hollywood in “The Homecoming” (1955), Mrs. Trumbull has saved all the newspapers for Ricky because they don’t get The New York Times in California.

When “Lucy’s Mother-in-Law” (1954) visits, Lucy has cleaned up by hastily throwign everything in the closet - which fails to stay shut.

More Closet Comedy:

In “Little Ricky Gets a Dog” (1957) ~ Lucy hides Fred the dog in a sombrero, the stashes it in the closet when new tenant Mr. Stewart drops by.

In “Ricky’s European Booking” (1955) ~ Lucy hides the newly printed Ladies Overseas Aid raffle tickets in the closet so Ricky doesn’t see them.

In “Sales Resistance” (1953) ~ Lucy hides her new Handy Dandy Vacuum Cleaner in the closet. Unfortunately, she fails to unplug it. When Ricky flips the light switch, the machine starts up!

In “The Saxophone” (1952) ~ Ricky turns the tables on Lucy (who was trying to make Ricky jealous) by stashing three men in the closet.

~ THE HALLWAYS ~

In “Oil Wells” (1954) a bickering Lucy and Ethel call a truce in the hallway where a framed print of L'école de Dance (School of Ballet) adorns the wall.

In “Sentimental Anniversary” (1954) the hallway is decorated with Woman in White Dress.

In the hallway outside the “New Neighbors” (1952) apartment, is a framed lithograph of “Off to Market” painted by Diego Rivera in 1937.

~ THE STAIRWELLS ~

“Lucy Cries Wolf” (1954)

Lucy is the prisoner of East 68th Street!

~ THE NEIGHBORHOOD ~

In “Sales Resistance” (1953), Lucy loses one of her shoes trying to sell the vacuum cleaner. It got stuck in the door of 310 East 69th Street. Above, the address as it looks today!

In “Ricky Has Labor Pains” (1953), Fred throws Ricky a Daddy Shower at the East 68th Street Athletic and Recreation Society.

When “The Ricardos Are Interviewed” (1955), Ricky’s new agent Johnny Clark starts hinting that the Ricardos should think about moving out of 623 into a swankier address.

FRED: “They don’t build ‘em like this anymore!” CLARK: “They haven’t built them like this in more than a hundred years.”

Lucy and Ricky seriously consider it, but end up staying put - at least until they move to Connecticut. But...

#I Love Lucy #623 East 68th Street #New York City #TV #Lucille Ball #Desi Arnaz #William Frawley #Vivian Vance

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The Boondocks #21: “Attack of the Killer Kung-Fu Wolf-Bitch” | November 19, 2007 - 11:30PM | S02E06

In this episode, Granddad winds up on a blind internet date with a beautiful woman voiced by Aisha Tyler. What a wonderful turn of events for him; especially because he’s been on a string of dates with some DISHONEST WOMEN, who have shown up to dates not looking like their significantly more wankable myspace profile photograph. Could it be too good to be true?

Yes, it could. It turns out that the woman, Luna, is a deadly kung-fu martial artist with an affinity for wolves (hence the title). She spooks the entire family so bad that they feign an emergency trip out of town in order to ghost her. When she finds out she reacts poorly, mostly because of her bitchy-sounding friend who eggs her on to do some Kill Bill shit to them over the phone.

This is sort of a goofier one. Not really much hard-hitting satire to speak of, just a wacky plot about love gone wrong. There’s flashbacks to the woman’s past, including her time at a kumite, the underground tournament to the death from the motion picture Bloodsport. She won, in scenes that resemble the high video game Mortal Kombat. But will she bestow a Mortal Kombat 2 style “Friendship” on the Freeman family?

The goofiness of the episode is really essential. The main problem one might have with this episode is the way the family reacts to Luna’s confession that she is a deadly fighter. There doesn’t seem to be much of a downside to just accepting her and her past, especially since the alternative to that plays out so poorly for our favorite non-yellow family. The fact that this confrontation results in her undoing (spoilers: she dies at the end) is bothersome, because she’s a pretty likable character. She’s misguided in a way that shouldn’t be fatal, and yet she is. But the goofy tone sorta does away with that. I was genuinely curious if this episode was particularly disliked for this reason, but it gets fairly above average marks on IMDB, so I guess they succeeded. Speaking of yellow families, this almost works as a companion piece to “Homer’s Enemy” (aka the Frank Grimes episode). It’s comparable! I’ve compared the two, goddamn it.

I’m just glad this one didn’t have a bunch of rap references to read up on. Thank you, Boondocks.

EPHEMERA CORNER

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MAIL BAG

I started my post two nights ago (sorry for missing a night I GOT UNEXPECTEDLY BUSY YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE ME) by telling you about my gastrointestinal distress. I am going to use this space to tell you that today I brought a bottle of astroglide to work with me because I did not shit all day yesterday, and I could tell that it was going to be an ordeal. I lubed my canal while in a clandestine public bathroom on my workroute. I let out an enormously long one, very sturdy I’m pleased to say. But then I dumped so much mud on top of it that it crested the surface of the water in the toilet. When I looked down, the solid log was laying across the hole, and the mud dump on top caused the resulting mess to look uncannily like a banana split. I’m pleased to say there was no strawberry sauce. I had to flush three times to get it all down.

Speaking of shit, here’s some letters I got reacting to yesterday’s Tim & Eric post:

90s SNL is just as bad as any other era of SNL. Mike Meyers and Rob Schneider just did straight up retarded shit every week, it just had cooler bands.

Oh, I think the SNL renaissance is real. But the quality is more negligible than most people realize. Watching full episodes of all but a few episodes of the show is a chore, always.

The John Landis remark on your absolutely scathing takedown of Vacation is astounding. I've seen nitpicking but that's a nit no one can scratch. Also theres like 20 incidents of that kind of pull way in Tom Goes To The Mayor.

Tom Goes to the Mayor is an inferior product compared to Awesome Show, and deserves a more critical eye. Especially since season one of Awesome Show dazzled this TV-obsessed Weldon.

yer vacation thing is nuts. some real hater/cinema sins shit. raz is funny!

I think I ultimately like the episode, I am pretty disappointed that the wraparound bits weren’t as strong. Season premiere, guys. Look alive. I yelled at a woman for you (one of the people who came over was a sexually active woman!)

#adult swim #adultswim2021 #tim and eric awesome show great job

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pcpersonal · 2 months ago

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im x and i was a health education pcv in madagascar, around ten years ago. i asked to be put somewhere rural, because i wanted to learn a lot lol, plus that is also a tropical region, and that was the most different from what i was used to. id studied art history because i liked connecting to people through something like art. so, it was neat to keep connecting in pc. we actually got placed in our country by surprise, and mine was a pleasant surprise! mada has nice landscapes, and the people are fun, kind of serious at first?, easy going, and surprisingly straightforward .-i miss its foggy mountains, -beautiful but carsickness-inducing, neon flowers in the capital, neighbors dancing to upbeat music without shyness, and watching babies grow, whose mothers i advised with local health educators, and who i met when they were still in their moms bellies. it was so much to know, i dont think id ever tried so hard at something before then lol, n havent tried so hard at anything since !

so, the first time i met my host family, pc'd barely taught us any malagasy beforehand! one of the only things we learned were the words for "whats this". that was pretty much all i said , trying to learn new words . we got picked up, and mine found me, pale with nervousness, and language-less, but she took my bag on her own tiny shoulder, and held my hand reassuringly, the whole way home-even though my vocab was narrow, we connected in nonverbal ways. some things are just universally funny or relatable, no matter how well theyre verbally articulated. like, i brought a deck of cards to play, but it was hard to use them, without knowing how to explain games. instead, my brothers and i played songs on the radio and danced, using brooms as air guitars, so my host mom called us the "backstreet boys kely" aka little backstreet boys.

after living w them, at site before dinner, i kept my window open, and everyone else did too, and we'd each be singing our own pop songs to ourselves, kind of loudly, while cooking - i found people in my region to be, kind of surprisingly, expressive ! 🙂 then, like ten neighboring kids'd come to my door and come in to chat every night, for like my first two weeks there, cause i was a novelty ! they sat on every little surface in my tiny house. they tried on my chacos and headlamp, joking that theyre me, drew me pictures which covered my wall, taught me to make rice while clambering through all my silverware, after id tried myself, but overflowed it , to my disappointment, :p, and practiced singing songs and the accompanying dance with me, for when we go to the town's next party. they grilled me in gasy nightly, full of thoughts and questions lols, two of us sitting on my pc trunk, and thats how i ever learned how to speak smoother sentences lols. afterwards, i heard them playing in our sand street under the highest moon ive seen, which was bright enough that it shined through the slats in my walls lols 🙂 later, either the cries of like four of my future fav babies who were born together at my neighbors houses, would wake me up, or stray dogs fighting outside with vicious barking woke me, leaving me spooked like a nightmare !

in mornings, farmers called out, "watch out!, my herd is coming!”: -"a omby!!". so i woke n biked to my favorite local health educator, who let me call her "grandma", and held onto my waist, to help cover me with her little parasol, when we shuffled with our health info notebooks, knocking on doors, to tell everyone what to watch out for this season - mosquitos, poop in the kabone, etc.. id sometimes lose my sandals, stuck in wet roads, or one’d float away during a big storm lol , and id meet eyes with a girl who face planted while running, through the same rainy season mud, and we exchange surprised, somewhat amused expressions lols. later, everyone usually went home to lie shirtless in their dark house, trying to sleep through mid day heat, and eat liches, cause at least hot season is also liche season!

in the afternoon, id go to market. my entire way through the village, little groups of kids, who i didnt even know, would call out my nickname as i pass them: "mituvetuve !"- somehow, children as far as the next town knew my nickname! i think its good natured, and its a funny story: my first week, i was talking to my neighborhood kids, and mispronounced the word for "similar"- its supposed to be "me-tov'tov', but i misprounounced it, "me-too vee too vee", so they called me that, and called it out whenever they saw me, and i responded back w it, even from all the way down the road! xD

i approached the market, remembering i was told to get to know my community. so, we had one isolated paved road, that went westward across the country. most food stands, passing buses, and the market are there. and when you get there, it smells of cow poop, fried bananas, bus diesel and cooking-fire smoke, which sounds like a.. distinctt combo, but id recognize it fondly, if i smelled it lols. so i went all the way up this road, the section spanning my village, stopping at stands and making the lamest, but best conversation i had the vocabulary to muster : whats this food, where does this road lead? but we connected eventually! we got to jokes, like my friend, who ran the food stand at the bus stop and sold fresh juice, asked me, you like tamarind juice ? i didnt know how to say i dont love it cause its sour, so i just gestured, to say, “it makes me shiver”! she laughs, and shivers back jokingly, at me xD. it iss an acquired taste - which i did eventually acquire!

so, at the end, i was on my way home, eating a snickers bar in the back of a taxi when i got to the capital, which i always bought myself first thing, every time i finished a long trip between my site and the capital, as a reward for idk, - not barfing on the long twisting road ? i choke on gasy words all over again now, if my host mom calls, which is frustrating since id worked hard to speak well! but i went there to learn about others/myself, and now im again relearning my place in the world, through the lens of what i saw there, and still exploring curiosity and connection, in a similar, but also different way, from during pc.

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wanna know wat i left out. I was shy to go bc i didnt wanna feel sad abt it remembering it but when i got there it turne dout like half the ppl who talked went home early too! And had sad stories too abt their host mom dyin this year and she choked up sayin it or a girl getting malaria and one who married the guy who dig her an emergency poo hole when she had diahrrea lmaoo. And we all came up to each other empathetically warmly and sympathetically afterwards it was surprisingly healing and made u feel connected.

i shoulda thought of wat id like to hear if i was a prospective pcv but its hardd to conceive wat thats be wats approps and the right amount of expectations. Dif stories for dif audiences depending if theyve gone to pc or not lols. but i might want to tell prosp pcvs that some of the most imp things were u have to be v independent n have experience w idk self structuring ur day or some kinda community dev or program development and networking n especc delf defense/situational awareness!! would help . Well for my and ag sectors. The only thing thats keep i there is like ur dyinn to learn stuff and know ppl n language. A hard part is u are alwaysss like mostly disoriented bc nothings familiar and thats uncomfy sometimes to not feel at home.

but my experience was that ppl who do pc are some of our countrys like best? Ppl well at least patient curious and adventurous so we have a lot in common and u bond uick and deep bc u got thru it a lot together-i liked. U have to love challenging urself but its help to be honest and know when ur at ur limit and want to gracefully excuse urself to go home . Gives u so much important perspective to see another v diff country so intimately and thoroughly. Weather and potential or actual sickness is so much to get used to! Many health rules to get used to using so u dont get sick so request a site thats got good access to a town or the capital so u can get help. Does prepare u for harder situations in ur future tho since even tho its hard it didnt feel likee idk so paralyzing ? cause i knew i could just go home any time or my pcmo would helicopter to help me or send me home if its important emergency. But u need mental health of steel bc they dont have mental health reaources and if u tell tgem u need em theyll send u home so best case u can try just calling ur u.s. ther but the signal might be just ok n u probs dont wanna be isolated if ur not confident in ur health/mental health. Butt profound if u lovee learning and making friends and patient w inconveniences.

#Txt #pc #i left out bad parts of pc to not scare anyone away🤝😬🫥xD

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karael-zexceed · 3 months ago

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With the spooky season right around the corner, I feel obliged to say this - we need more possession slice-of-life movies and books. Don't get me wrong, it's fun to see a demon levitate a random victim, especially in the 40ish cases where they actually take the victory (yes I made an Imdb list).

However, voluntary possession would offer way more creative leeway. Picture this for example:

A person who was clumsy their whole life suddenly becomes way more graceful 'cause a literal deity is steering them (I'm a Satanist, demons are deities, sue me). Gone are the days of tripping down the stairs, falling off statues, slipping on ice and so on.

Demons using languages the way we use tone - so if they want to swear or deliver a terrible prophecy they use Hebrew, if they want to impart wisdom - Ancient Greek, and if they wanna be sassy or condescending plain old Latin will do. Example: tekel tel eskim (eat a pile of business, in Hebrew), oculos tuom dominent vacuae tenebrae (an empty darkness dominates your eyes, aka you're an idiot, in Latin)

Randomly waking up with sore muscles that your demon Master caused while piloting you while you were unconscious in the wee hours of the morning, which he refuses to heal due to this "not being a life threatening ailment". If he really overdoes it you might p*e a bit of bl**d.

Having knowledge of random events in the past or things you were never trained in and excelling at your exams 'cause you're cheating via a demon talking in your mind. Hell forbid someone asks for proof why you can make your skin transparent with tartrazine, or make fuel out of algae, or how do you know a Persian was tossed into a well after asking for an offering of "earth and water" or how you know for a fact a certain country had no infrared but someone accidentally shot down a plane and spooked their enemies into thinking they have superior tech.

Your demon Master can snitch on you telepathically to Lord Satan if you accidentally blaspheme in thought, just a heads up.

Don't ask for help with opening things, if demonic strength is applied to a bag of snickers you're gonna have a lot of flying snickers.

A demon that tries to outcompete Shakespeare with his poetry, but all he does is write Latin versions of his poems. Example: Dubi si fluvi flucent, sunt in igni cinis iam, dubi si stellae lucent, ne dubi:ego te ducam

Jumping in between 2 demons fighting and tanking a lightning bolt 'cause "why can't we just get along?", expecting to be praised by your Master but instead he's horrified that your soul is leaking in form of white will-o-wisps. When healed, you're freaking out at the fact sensation returned to some of your fingers after "permanent" nerve damage, and he's freaking out about not understanding mortals like "your soul is leaking, who cares about a finger?"

Bl**d sacrifices are no longer necessary, instead your Master requests smoked herrings to be imbibed. Ever since getting possessed, you've also acquired a taste for mayonnaise.

You get so burnt out that at some point you make muslim-friendly rations for the army of Lord Satan, and avoid getting a smite due to impaired judgment. "She can't see an elephant at point blank range, that's punishment enough"

You used to call the demon by a nickname, but a veteran went off at you and now you must call him Master

You blow up your school twice with pyrokinesis and do the same to a bully's house and a defense minister's xmas wreath. You also curse an old b*tch, making her fields fallow for 3 years and giving another guy brain cancer, which he regrettably recovers from.

Waking up from a takeover by a random demon and realize 2 hours of your time are missing, 3 electrical devices are dead and a mysterious milky substance is clouding one of your eyes until washed off.

You have a dream where you meet Lord Satan in Hell. Turns out he's blonde with blue eyes, a white toga and an indigo cape (drawing on my yt channel)

Inbefore "write a book", I wrote a free story available on Quora titled Saga of Nicodamus the Balseraphim Demon.

The best part is, some of this is true: the school and house really caught fire, my fingers did get healed, dude really got cancer, I lost time, had 3 electrical devices croak and milk come out of my eye, also weird dreams of interrupting demon combat, meeting my Lord and hearing Hebrew titles like Balseraphim etc etc. Heck, even my username Karael is technically stolen from a demon name.

So yea, more wholesome demon possessions, plz xdd

#demon #possession #spooky season #slice of life #wholesome #magic #demonolatry

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tvrundown USA 2023.10.12

Thursday, October 12th:

(exclusive): The Fall of the House of Usher (netflix, limited series, all 8 eps), Good Night World (netflix, family in VR anime series, all 12 eps), LEGO Ninjago: Dragons Rising (netflix, season 1B, next 10 eps), Frankelda's Book of Spooks (MAX, animated Spanish mini-series, all 5 eps)

(movies): "Wake" (BET+), "In My Mother's Skin" (amazon, Filipino horror fantasy, ~95mins), "Sinister Assistant" (TUBI, thriller aka "Twisted Assistant", ~95mins), "Monster Inside: America's Most Extreme Haunted House" (hulu, documentary)

(streaming weekly): Doom Patrol (MAX, season 4B opener, next 2 eps), Our Flag Means Death (MAX, next 2 eps), Star Trek: Lower Decks (Para+), Frasier (Para+, revival premiere, first 2 eps), À La Carte (AllBlk), Destined With You (netflix, season 1 finale), Loki (dsn+, primetime)

(also new): "Secrets at the Museum" (LMN, original movie, 2hrs), "Welcome to Rap City" (BET|VH1, night 3 of 3, docuseries finale)

(hour 1): Golden Bachelor (ABC), Buddy Games (CBS), Hell's Kitchen (FOX), BattleBots (DSC, 2hrs)

(hour 2): Bachelor in Paradise (ABC, 2hrs), Big Brother (CBS), LEGO Masters (FOX), Transplant (NBC, season 3 opener, new night), BattleBots (DSC, contd), Little Bird (PBS, Indigenous mini-series premiere), Loki (dsn+)

(hour 3): Bachelor in Paradise (ABC, contd), The Challenge USA (CBS, penultimate), "Coming Home" (PBS, behind-the-scenes of "Little Bird", 90mins), House of Villains (E!, celebs reality competition premiere, 75mins), House of Villains (Bravo|USA|Syfy, premiere simulcast)

(hour 4 - latenight): The Graham Norton Show (BBCAm)

#RapCity #DoomPatrol #Frasier #TransplantNBC #BezhigLittleBird #LongPineReserve #WannaIcipusKupi #television

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accirax · 3 months ago

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so, just so that everyone is on the same page, you made this response before this...

(a thumbnail that highly implies that someone will be dying next episode) or this...

(a tweet which confirms that the reason for any "unused" elements was due to burnout and that the next episode will be the last of the chapter) came out.

while this alone essentially mandates that only Ace can be the culprit at this point, i won't use this to rebut against you, because you didn't have this information at the point that you responded to me. however, even without it, i still disagree with your claim that "it doesn't make sense."

i have, in fact, read your theories, Joe. and while i don't agree that the explanation is "perfect," i agree that it is a strong, solid theory, with a lot of good explanations and points of intrigue. similarly, i believe that you are a smart and capable theorist. however, just because you made a good theory does not mean that you have the correct theory.

i've made an analogy similar to this before, but let's bring it back in honor of our favorite jockey: imagine that solving the Chapter 2 Trial is a horse race. before the race begins, you can bet on any one of the horses in the race due to their physical traits, the personalities of the riders, or just your gut instinct. before the race begins-- AKA, before Chapter 2 restarted-- it is not a dumb idea to bet on any of the horses. because any of them have a chance of winning! you might perceive some as the favorites to win, but because the race hasn't happened yet, any horse has a possibility to win. there's no losing in making a theory.

however, once the race kicks off, you have to start taking into account the actual reality of the race. if one horse gets spooked and veers off course, there is no longer a chance that that horse will win, no matter how promising they seemed pre-season.

you concocted a very compelling story of the race in which the Eden horse won. in some reality, it could very easily have been correct. however, in our reality, we've made it to the finish line, and Ace was the one to break that ribbon. just because your theory was a possibility doesn't mean that it's the possibility DRDTdev chose.

furthermore, i don't believe that your theories are as "perfect" as you claim them to be.

About David

in your theory, you say that because David must have seen the body (due to saying that he did so in bold and gold text), the only way for this to have been possible is for the conversation between David and Arei to have happened on an earlier day. however, i'm much more inclined to believe that David used a shiny yellow effect to promote his lie than that everything we've been told physically about the circumstances of both Arei and David's conversation and the morning of the Body Discovery Announcement are wrong.

your theory claims that Arei was killed on the night of Day 7 such that she wouldn't be alive at that day's lunch. this would mean that Arei bullying Eden, Arturo threatening Eden, Eden witnessing Ace almost dying, and Eden deciding to kill Arei would all happen within the same 24 hour window. for Eden, that's an insane emotional turnaround.

i think you're still claiming that Ace lied about the day on which he overheard the conversation so that people would think he's brave for going back to the Gym the day after Nico attempted to kill him in there? if so, when his back is up against the wall to the degree that Teruko has Closing Argument-ed his ass, why would he not at least try to tell the truth?

if the conversation that David and Arei had was a day earlier, don't you think that David would have been more likely to go looking for Arei on Day 7, on which, in your theory, she would already be dead? i find it much more likely that everyone would more or less ignore Arei on Day 7 when they all think she's just a mean bitch than that David would ignore Arei after she just made that huge promise with him.

those are just the first semi-flaws that i thought of, but the general gist of the idea is that you can't call David having seen the body before 8:00 AM on Day 8 "evidence" when him having seen the body at all is just something that you determined to be true to support your theory.

Eden Dressing Up As Arei

you say all of this as if you haven't read my theories. i've given a perfect explanation as to why there are too many holes to reasonably believe that anyone could have dressed up as Arei. let's not simply disregard that, ya?

anyways, if you're encouraging people to believe that DRDT is a work of fiction, so as long as there's plenty of evidence to suggest something, that means it's possible, then i would think that same logic should extend back you believing that Ace can be the culprit as well. there's an entire episode's worth of evidence that suggests that he committed the crime, including a literal confession. any "holes" in the crime would be explained away using that same "fiction" rationale.

The Turpentine

once again, i feel you're submitting hypotheticals that are personally convenient to you as "evidence" just because it's believable that it could have happened. to be clear, there's nothing wrong with that in the abstract-- sometimes solving a mystery might require a leap of faith, or putting together background details that might not otherwise seem linked.

however, i also hope that pointing this out can help you understand how "it is possible that Nico left the bottle of turpentine in the Dress-Up Room to frame Hu (and then lied about keeping it in their room), and then, through an incredible coincidence, Eden managed to find it on the same night that she would crucially need it for her murder plan" doesn't sound particularly convincing to most people. especially after we've already seen the "Trial Close" graphic.

Class Trial Pacing

this is another point on the level of assessing the Trial where it is now as opposed to where it could have gone back when we were still in hiatus land. for your theory to be the truth, here are some of the things that we would still have to go over and update for a new blackened:

Nico lying about leaving the turpentine in the Dressing Room

The timing of Arei and David talking in the Relaxation Room with Ace listening in -> Nico attacking Ace -> Arei and David leaving the second floor without seeing Ace getting attacked or running into Eden or Teruko -> finding Ace's body in the Gym -> everyone leaving the Gym and going down to the dorms (including Eden), also confirming that Levi is potentially awake -> Eden going back to the Dress-Up Room to grab the turpentine after passing on it the first time (and also Teruko didn't see it there either); or otherwise going there for no particular reason only to find that the turpentine is magically there -> She also puts the ball of clothes in the Relaxation Room somewhere in there. the entire "Ace in the Gym" segment happens after MonoTV declares it to be 10 PM, btw. (note the time stamps)

AKA, Arei and David must have been talking in the Relaxation Room before it closed, AKA, before 10:00 PM. Ace, therefore, under your theory, was attacked by Nico with the turpentine before 10:00 PM. however, unless Nico put the turpentine back in the Dress-Up Room, like, before attempting the actual kill on Ace (???), Eden must have taken the turpentine after 10:00 PM. however, she would have needed to put the clothes in the Relaxation Room before 10. so, she put the clothes in the Relaxation Room to starch them before she even knew that she would have turpentine??? why would she possibly be thinking about "ways to not scratch up the ground that much" when she was still missing the piece of "how i'm going to knock Arei out"???

sorry, got distracted on that one. anyways:

why Ace was lying about the timing of the conversation, and why he didn't bring it up until now

why David went along with this lie (probably to throw the Trial off the rails, but they still have to discuss that)

your entire alternative murder method

how starch can be used on plants and how Eden pulled that off

reminding everyone that Arei was quiet at breakfast

how Eden could have donned this disguise using skills she has never been hinted to have (makeup, hair, possibly vocal impressions)

Eden's alibi and the benefits of making it seem like Arei was alive during the afternoon

David's reasoning for hanging Arei's body and laying out the fish

there might be other stuff, but i'm getting kind of lost in the sauce. at any rate, these are all things that we would need to explain post closing argument and confession in order for this theory to be correct and make sense for the viewing audience who may have never heard this logic before.

according to this playlist, the average Class Trial length in THH was 99.6 minutes, or 1 hour and 39 minutes. (all calculations are made not including Trial 6.) the average Class Trial length in SDR2 was 159.4 minutes, or 2 hours and 39 minutes. the average Class Trial length in v3 was 190 minutes, or 3 hours and 10 minutes.

and, hell, let's compare to some other fangans. the average SDRA2 trial was 158 minutes, or 2 hours and 38 minutes (Chapter 3 is a outlier at 275 minutes by over 100 minutes). the average Redemptionronpa deadly life (including investigation and post-trial) was 77.2 minutes, or 1 hour and 17 minutes. DR: Blowback, though it only had two trials, comes in at an average of 141.5 minutes, or 2 hours and 21 minutes. DRDT Chapter 1 itself had a trial length of 99 minutes, or 1 hour and 39 minutes.

DRDT Chapter 2's Trial has already elapsed 233 minutes, or 3 hours and 53 minutes. this makes it longer than the average Class Trial from any of those 6 games, and, in fact, longer than EVERY non-Chapter 6 Class Trial from these games other than SDRA2 Case 3. therefore, it was unreasonable at this point to think that the Trial would continue on for long enough to go through all of the points that i listed above, even before DRDTdev's admission that next episode will be the last of the chapter.

Signs of Strangulation

But here's the thing... Teruko claimed that aside from a broken neck and red marks on her wrists, there was nothing else noteworthy about her body. So tell me, how the heck were we supposed to deduce that Ace did it and solve the murder? Short answer : we can't solve it without some kinda of information that would indicate some form of strangulation.

this is what Arturo said (before Teruko made her claims) upon Veronika's prompting.

from the way he phrases this, it makes it sound like he can't be sure if there's strangulation or not, because the broken neck supersedes that.

neither he nor Teruko ever directly says "there are no signs of strangulation." at least in this scene. if you were referring to another point in time, please provide a link or screenshot to what you meant.

i get what you're saying about wanting to see more evidence about the strangulation in order to pin Ace. however, i would say that "Ace strangled Arei and no marks were left behind because they were covered up by the hanging" and "Eden used the turpentine which Nico happened to leave behind (and did not tell us before the Trial began) and she happened to find" are about equal levels of "guessable before the Trial." your Eden theory, as you currently have it, doesn't really explain the situation any better, so i don't believe this argument holds much weight.

look, i get it's disappointing to be wrong. but at some point, you have to accept the reality of the situation, and realize that the train has veered too far off the tracks for even any perfectly plausible theories about Eden being the culprit to be correct at this point. i hope this mini-rebuttal communicated that point well.

please remember that, just because i disagree with you, i'm not looking down on your abilities or saying that you never had a leg to stand on. i just want to explain where i and many others are coming from, and give you an honest response regarding your critiques of what i said.

thank you for theorizing with us throughout this hiatus, badjoe, and i hope that whenever the next chapter comes out, we'll be able to discuss it together.(/gen)

see ya Friday! :)

the way people are theorising a million ways it could possibly not be ace.... guys i think its over.... ace confessed already... the glove may still be missing and the scuffs may not be directly explained but teruko said that not everything has to be completely known (maybe it'll be like the note and be relevant in the future idk).... i already accepted that i have to see ace die next week dont feed my delusions drdt fandom /j

yeahhhhhh... i agree. i don't really think that there's any way to get out of Ace being the killer here-- not after that huge confession after the end of last episode, at least. i know that some people have been citing the fact that there wasn't a vote or execution last episode as "evidence" that Ace might not be the culprit, but ending the episode on a closing argument -> immediately starting the next episode on a vote is exactly what happened in Min's case.

i suspect that next episode (which is very likely both the episode of Ace's execution and the last of the chapter) may be a lot longer than Min's final episode due to whatever plan Teruko said that Veronika would see after the next person was murdered, but that it will kick off the post trial.

if someone else were to be the culprit at this point, i think it would basically have to be someone else who was blackmailing/otherwise coercing Ace to do it. otherwise, why the hell would he give up and confess? that would also open up other options of people who could have gotten their hands on the tape, but more importantly, the fitness band, which currently has no other substitute in terms of launching the ball over the rafters. however, we have no idea what could have caused someone else to have such power over Ace, which renders this idea very implausible.

you could also argue that Eden did it, but switching the target to her last minute would involve needing to either reveal someone else who saw the body before Teruko/Eden/Whit did or explain the see no evil concept, AND explain how the hell Eden would have gotten her hands on the fish. at the pace this trial has been running at, both of those things might take up an entire episode. possibly more than that if the answer was "she had an accomplice" (which I guess would probably be Ace, to explain his confession???) because then we would need to determine who that is and why. if there were that many changes to the murder coming up, i don't think that DRDTdev would make a closing argument for the Ace part. not for the sole sake of faking people out into thinking it's Ace, especially when the DRDT team was already working overtime to put the episodes out now.

so, y'know, i probably could have cut this ask off after "yeah i agree" and called it a day, but that's never been my style. but now, this post-- just like Ace's chances at being innocent-- is over.

#danganronpa despair time #drdt spoilers #drdt #drdt chapter 2 part 2 spoilers #eden tobisa #ace markey #david chiem #nico hakobyan #that's probably everybody i talked about with enough detail to be tagged #i promise i do read your theories :(

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